This little girl is a wee bit of a devil in the mornings--I love it!
mornings seem to be her exercise time-- running into our room--dashing out---
"There goes the grey streak", Himself always says--as she darts past him-
She is sitting on her table right now, looking out the front window-
She sleeps every night, in her cat tree---comes in to make sure I am in bed, lies on my chest, and purrs--stays now for at least 15 minutes-
This wee little girl will not leave the upper level of the house---
She absolutely loves Himself and I--no-one else---
When Himself and I were away the one day to visit the Eye Dr., the pet sitter apparently tried to pet her---which sent her flying into a closet, never to return to the light of day, until she heard my voice return home.
There is shovelling to do---
The ol' Parka has been resurrected from the basement closet--and once again we are right into winter--
Lord love a Duck---Santa is watching us---tallying up if we are bad --or good---
Did I eat the Chocolate ice cream, and all that stuff--
I think it must've been his sleigh at the Mall yesterday---